The city alarm blared. The superhero shot into the sky, his red cape snapping behind him. He soared over the skyscrapers. Something important was happening below, and he was already on his way.
A red balloon drifted away from a hovering bus. He caught it gently. The string wrapped around his wrist. A child below raised both arms and cheered.
A tall building's glass was cracking. He dove and caught the falling shards. A warm fierce feeling spread through his chest. He looked up and saw more buildings with cracks appearing.
The alarm sounded again. He rocketed toward the tallest tower. Halfway there, he spotted a tiny drone tangled in the wiring. He freed it carefully.
A small voice called from above. He flew straight up and found a girl on a broken elevator platform. He caught her hand and set her down on solid ground.
She wrapped her arms around his legs and pressed her cheek against his cape. He looked down and smiled.
She reached into her pocket and pulled out a dented tin whistle. She handed it to him.
He blew into the whistle. A bright clear sound rang out across the city. The girl clapped her hands and laughed.
The clear sound flew over every street and tower. The city felt safe again.
High above, he watched the city glow. Then he flew on, ready for whatever came next.